October 2016

5 October 2016 at 23:34 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , )

NO ONE HAVING WOKEN TO A BURGLAR CRAWLING THROUGH A KITCHEN WINDOW
for some
home is us
all depends on tenants
either bring a meaning to the place
or leave it empty

home will value most
things to be forgotten:
an insecurity slipped off shoulders
draped over chair
a ring marked table
after dinner argument
a sun – bleached rug
drenched with worries
a hunt for colour
to blanket dying comfort
once plain but now pallid
vaseline desiccating
under mattress in a master bedroom

those who stayed in hotels
missed
holding each other’s hands
being set in a motion
by for thick & thin memories
not willing to slip into a song of regret
hotel guests with a public access
face wonders
collateral damage, too
years close behind them
with a revolving door
that no one remembers (02nd October 2016)

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October 2012 (4)

31 October 2012 at 23:27 (Poems/Poetry) (, , )

PAPER CUT
her beautiful body
matched by simple mind
could never lose a rakish air
toque on her head
with a spotted veil
made hollow sound
fantasies calculate a response
about leaving but the bills
she briskly walked away
angrily slamming revolving door

that car did not intend to
collide with another
old lady from no 4
imagined different life ending
last night meant to cheer her up

weight of someone else’s need
was hanged out on the thread
it runs crosswise
brutally mixing
with imprint on the flesh
soft blows
let her stand up to leave
pain is not a final destination
she has given him
the best years of her life (29th October 2012)

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